| Is it right, left, right?
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| I forgot how it goes again
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| There goes my head again
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| Drowning all its discipline
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| I could stand and stare you down
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| If I got off the ground
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| Set me up one more
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| I’m tired of keeping track
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| I’m on a mission now
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| Keep the monkey on my back
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| Chase it with another one
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| This has only just begun
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| Hold me down, break my wings
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| Wouldn’t change a fucking thing
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| Sort of like feeling like you won
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| Then someone says you lose
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| Your bonds only break
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| When it’s what you choose
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| Like staring at the sun
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| You can only go so long
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| But damned if you haven’t tried it anyway
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| Gone again, leave me for now
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| Gonna get worse
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| Let the morning sort it out
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| Did I burn too bright?
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| Did I step out of line again?
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| There goes your mouth again
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| Moving but I’m not hearing
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| Anything that’s coming out
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| I don’t care what you’re about
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| Think I’ll have another drop
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| Drown the world before I pop
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| Sort of like feeling like you won
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| Then someone says you lose
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| Your bonds only break
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| When it’s what you choose
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| Like staring at the sun
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| You can only go so long
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| But damned if you haven’t tried it anyway
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| Gone again, leave me for now
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| Gonna get worse
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| Gonna get worse
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| Gonna get. |
| ..
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| Spinning in circles
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| Don’t know forward from back
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| Barreling down
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| Like a train off the track
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| I will piss on your parade
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| Crush your crusade
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| It’s not over 'till the last shot’s gone
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| .. . |
| 'Till the last shot’s gone
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| Sort of like feeling like you won
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| Then someone says you lose
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| Your bonds only break
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| When it’s what you choose
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| Like staring at the sun
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| You can only go so long
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| But damned if you haven’t tried it anyway
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| Gone again, leave me for now
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| It’s gonna get worse
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| Let the morning sort it out |